First words out of my mouth this morning were, "Good morning, Mimz.  Is Elf on the Shelf still here?"  I was very happy to see "Joe" yesterday.  Mimz explained that Santa sends Elf and that he stays here during the day.  I can talk to him and tell him what I would like Santa to bring me, but Joe can't talk.  Every night after I am asleep, Joe flys back to the North Pole to talk to Santa and help make toys.  Joe is always back the next morning and is sitting in a different place, so I have to look for him.  I can't touch him or he will lose the Christmas Magic.  Joe tells Santa if I am naughty or nice.  I just stood there looking at Joe.  Mimz said she could see those wheels turning in my brain.  Christmas season is here!

Mimz took me to the mall.  First we did some Christmas shopping, then we played at the new mall playground.  I was running and playing with two other boys when a little boy with Downs Syndrome dropped his little car while climbing up a slide.  I stopped running, picked up the toy, and handed it to the boy.  Then I was off and running again.  Mimz was very proud of me.